In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

"Are you sure you're alright?" I pursue after him.

Entering into his office, I scan my surroundings and am impressed with what I see.

The walls consist of dark wood panels with bookshelves stacked neatly in corners.

The floors are a Slightly lighter colour than the walls but are not too light.

A big mahogany desk is placed in the middle—facing towards the door— with black leather seats which are placed in front of it.

It seems odd having such dark colour schemes but the huge floor to ceiling window contradicts the colours as it lets in streams of sunlight, lighting the room up adequately without any need for artificial lighting.

My gaze directs back to him as he mutters a low curt ‘fine: Only now do I take note of the presence of another man.

The very same one who we just met in the elevator.

He's adorable in a way.

Adorkable, if I dare say.

"I haven't introduced myself"

I say as I place my hand out for him to shake, throwing Damien a pointed look while I do so, "I'm Serena Mclane"

I say smiling.

The guy who doesn't appear to be much older than me, smiles and shakes my hand.

"I'm Max, it's nice to meet you."

"I need the other files I told you about.’’ Damien says loudly as he leans across his desk, rifling through papers.

"Yes sir’ Max immediately gets into action, passing me a smile he fixes his square black glasses, and then rushes down the hall once more.

I'm sure, working for a man like Damien Stryker will make anyone rush around as if the hounds of hell are chasing after them.

And how lucky I am that I'll be having the pleasure of working with him.

"So what should I do?"

I ask, wanting to help.

Damien seems to be busy walking up to one of the panels— not covered by a bookshelf— and then pressing a certain place.

I curiously look around his shoulder only to see a section of the panel slide back and instead reveal a black box.

A safe.

Damien puts his hand on a small screen as it scans his hand and then makes a weird robotic noise, he punches in a passcode, the door to the safe swinging open.

I'm surprised Damien has let me see he has a safe in his office but I mean after all the time we are going to spend together, I'll be bound to know a few things here and there.

and takes out

towards me, I find myself practically shoved in his chest, way too close, and

be engaged and that entails a number of things.First off,

the lid of the small

drops open as I glance from him to the box

me to wear a ring but it

he said, but the way he said it.Are my ears playing tricks on me or am I really just incredibly daft to not have noticed

furrow as I glance

it is there, probably by the way he pronounced a certain word that it just

time there that they pick up an accent but not enough time

this? Damien probably just went on

he doesn't seem to be the type to go on vacations and just

his work and other activities to

cant accept it of

I find myself saying.

is absolutely

know nothing about rings but I can tell that it's expensive, I mean it looks

light blue diamonds glint in the light as do the other stones,that surround the main one- the band is either white

no clue except that it's

also very

"Why not?"

asks, he looks

before answering; "It's too much.I can't accept the ring.I mean it's a family heirloom.You should give this to the girl you're actually going to ask to

try to clarify,

"But I am.To you."

He tries to explain.

shake my head,

you to wear this.You will be my fiance so you have to.This’' Damien pauses, testing

it's my turn to be confused as

"Protect me, from what?"

become important without making a few enemies,’

I am not there to do so.So you have to wear this understand? At all

more serious then he usually is, if that's

Damien gently grabs my hand, holding it firmly in his, and all the while

dry and my face

an intimate gesture had this not

such a befogged mind? We both stay

eyes don't leave his back as he

mine, I can't help but

is indeed heavy

signalling that Max has left, snaps me out of my

where we

he walks towards his

to act more

wondering as if how on

passing

me an unamused look but

my delight, it's one of those swivel ones and so that makes me spin in it